We're thinking of chocolate chips here, not potato chips. Since we have the dog Choco, we hope that by naming the kitty Chip, the two will eventually get along together. And no, please don't even suggest that there might be a Dale in the future...
The first picture was taken the day after she came to us, and the next picture is of Chip settled happily on one of my quilts. I woke her up from a nap.
I found a cage at the recycle shop and Chip is living in there when Choco is out and about the house and then Choco goes into a similar larger cage when we let Chip out of her place of refuge. Sort of like the changing of the guards (and remember I'm locking the front door whenever Choco is out too.) Both cages have quilts over them and I wrap them both in color and love each night.
Velvet and Cleo have accepted Chip's presence but Patora is still not happy. Chip finds the world very exciting and everything is a toy. I admire the way this small animal adapts to its surroundings. No hanging on to loneliness or bitterness or wondering why life is going one way or another. Just jump in and and explore. Lessons to be learned everywhere for both me and Chip.